Midnight Robin by Maureen Weldon ISBN Retail price £5.00
“Maureen Weldon uses her pen like an Impressionist painter’s brush, to sketch in the dark and light of life’s events, but always resting her pen finally on a faith built on love for the stars, the moon, the far-off mysterious things of our world.”
Gill McEvoy
Review by Jim Bennett on Poetry Kit
Sample poem:
RHYDYMWYN
Yesterday was a walking day,
in a Welsh valley – whispers
past an ice age.
We wandered to the wetland
where teasel flowers live:
nesting boxes for sand martins:
big sandy cylinders on poles;
a sort of porch, an extension on the edge.
Yesterday was a walking day,
in the Welsh Valley.
In World War Two mustard gas
was made. Bombs.
The secret work to split the atom.
Hush, hush, bats live there now
in the high tower laboratory.
Yesterday was a walking day,
in that Welsh Valley.
It was autumn.
Being so old, yet young,
the sun dipped and dyed
colours on the trees. Wind
made a slight rustle around a sleeping ash…
Yes, the trees remember, remember…
Maureen Weldon
